I continued to watch as JB tucked the blankets around his helpless sister. He was broken and his sister seemed to be the only thing he had left. I sighed and struggled to my feet, my legs trembled under my weight as I limped to JB's side.

"Don't.." He warned before I could touch his shoulder. I froze at his sudden icy tone and looked down at Eve's pale face, she resembled a doll with porcelain skin and delicate features. So beautiful yet so sad, so distant. Tears sparked in JB's delicate eyes as his mind wondered to a happier world, one with love and peace.

"I'm... I'm sorry" I mumbled as I slowly backed away from my broken friend, the tile floor cold against my bare feet. My body was still weak, but my thoughts were clear; this had to end. I had to find a cure... I had to stop the itch. My legs felt like lead as I limped away from Eve's world back towards reality.

"Hey! Wait up!" Yelled a familiar smooth voice that I had grown to love.

"Jin!" I replied, as hope clouded my thoughts, "did you find Namjoon?" His footsteps came quickly from behind me as I was enveloped into his embrace.

"Thank god you're alive" he whispered into my shoulder his breath hot against the nape of my neck. I relaxed in his arms and sighed softly as his shoulders seemed to sag. A sob shook his body as he fell to the cold floor dragging me down with him. He was exhausted, his skin pale and his eyes rimed with dark bruises.

"Jin... Jin what's wrong?" I asked as panic rushed through my body. His hands gripped my shoulders harshly, the nails digging into my tender skin.

"He-he's gone..." A tear streaked down his cheek as he stared into my eyes. "Namjoon.. He left a note... He left us.." Sobs shattered his sentence and caused his lean shoulders to shake violently. He handed me a crumpled ball of paper and continued to lament. I unravelled the note carefully, fearing what was written inside. The writing was rushed and the ink had been smudged by falling tears but it was still painfully legible.

"Dear Jin and the other residents of Bighit avenue, I am sorry but I had to leave. You see everything I had, my hope, my will and my dreams were kept in the possibility of a cure. The itch took away my love, my family leaving me to fend on my own. The cure was all that kept me fighting, breathing. Failure was never an option, I always believed I could do it... I was wrong. It's impossible, ludicrous, un achievable and my failure is unacceptable.

Jin please take care of the boys, just because it's time for me to go, it doesn't mean they have to follow me down. Take care of her, keep her safe if she survives my failure, my abomination. She is something special, her heart is strong and I believe she has something I lack. She has the will to go on, the will to live.

I have lost my way, but you must continue on your path. You must fight for what matters, love, faith... Fight for what keeps you strong. Don't come looking for me, for those among the living should never seek the dead.

I am sorry for my failure.
-Namjoon.... "

Ice had consumed what little life I had, he was gone. The dreamer had given up, he had lost everything and couldn't go on. His perseverance had failed him, memories of Namjoon seemed to fill my mind. His passion for chemistry, his look of pure concentration as he worked studiously on his latest experiment. His hope, his dreams... He was always working, he'd spend nights awake In his lab. But he was always dreaming of a cure, all he wanted was to save those he appreciated, those he loved. 

"I'm so sorry... " I whispered to the man who still held onto my shoulders. "Namjoon was a great leader..." I mumbled only to be interrupted by a harsh shove that sent me falling to the floor. My head crashed against the tiles leaving stars flickering in my vision.

"Don't lie to me!" Jin growled as anger seemed to consume his sanity. Pain exploded in my skull when I attempted to raise myself off the cold floor. Jin just stared down at my helpless body as his anger turned to guilt followed by remorse.

"He was a terrible leader..." He whispered barely audible over the piercing beat of my heart. "... But he was a great friend" he turned on his heel and walked away from me. His strides were purposeful but seemed weak.

"Why did you have to go... Why did you give up" I screamed causing more pain to crash through my skull. "Why... Why?" Tears had begun to fall and the floor seemed to absorb what little strength I had left. Namjoon was the brain behind the cure, without him I was helpless. The pain spiked causing me to drift off into unconsciousness.

I saw nothing, nothing but broken dreams and nightmares.